The shadows darkening our intents
Must fade, and truth now take her place,
Who in our right Egyptian race
A chain of prophecies presents,
With which the starry sky consents,
And all the under-elements.
Thou that art all divine, give ear
And grace our humble songs,
That speak what to thy state belongs
Unmasked now and clear;
Which we in several strains divide,
And heaven-born truth our notes shall guide,
One by one while we relate
That which shall tie both time and fate.